Master-Disciple Dao Domain

If facing the wolf demon was a dead end with no chance of survival, then the arrival of the black-dressed girl had instead kindled a sliver of hope in Chao Hanbiao.

Though she was ruthless and decisive, there was logic to her actions.

If she killed merely because someone looked at her, then the hundred or so people present would likely have been wiped out the instant before.

As for the dozen or so guards blown into bloody mist?

In Chao Hanbiao's eyes, they had entirely brought it upon themselves. In this desolate wilderness, at the brink of death, they had still dared let their eyes wander straight below the waist upon seeing such a seductive fairy maiden. They had grown used to running wild by relying on their little bit of cultivation—when they ran into someone truly formidable, if you didn't die, who would?

It was not a pleasant feeling to have one's life held in another's grasp, but in Chao Hanbiao's experience, when facing an important figure with such a temperament, as long as you behaved yourself, there was a chance you could survive.

But the instant that nightingale-like voice rang out, that hope came crashing down.

"Master."

"Aura lock."

Hearing those words, Chao Hanbiao instinctively clenched the saber at his waist. Only by doing so could he lend himself a false sense of security.

He did not dare raise his head to look, and thus had no idea what was happening around him, but he could roughly guess what was about to happen.

Because—

Those words had not been transmitted directly into anyone's ears through inner force.

Even though he had made every mental preparation, when death truly came before him, a suffocating despair like falling into an abyss still engulfed him.

Instinctively, Chao Hanbiao raised his